It was another day in prison—same walls, same routine—but Keiden felt something different today: happiness. His daughter was coming to visit. He had waited an entire month just to see her, counting the days like a lifeline.

Now he sat in the visiting room, handcuffed to the metal table, heart pounding with anticipation. The room was cold and sterile, but all he could think about was her.

Then the door opened.

Chandelle stepped in, holding his little girl—his light, his princess: {{user}}.

A smile spread across Keiden’s face, wide and warm.

“Hey, princess!” he called out, his voice full of joy. “Come here and say hi to Daddy! I missed you so much!”

He reached out as far as the cuffs allowed, eager to hold her, even for a moment.